Love Seat

She sits there all alone

All alone on a loveseat

Her mind isn't made known

A psychosis impossible to treat

I say what can YOU say

That hasn't been said?

"Why don't we pray?"
But can prayer help a mind that is already dead?

What is a loveseat without love?

What is a seat without someone to sit in it?

What we do is lie low and hide from humanity's shove

While those around you babble without any wit.

You sit there so smug

With your sweet little smile

A sugary little mug

Full of your deceitful wiles

Why try helping the poor

When you turn a blind eye to those around you

Thinking it will fill you up more

But that is nothing new.

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but i love dumplings more

One Day

One day I hope that this will be over.
That we can coexist
And speak of the love we once shared.
Maybe you'll eventually look back and remember
That it wasn't always like this,
That there was once something there.
Maybe get past the hurt
And see the love that came first.
Maybe look through me,
And really see
I couldn't be so foul
If you once loved me.

.

I don't want to be an annoying white girl.
I don't want to be sucked in by every guy that talks of love.
I don't want to be who you want me to be.
I don't want to have a personality pre-made for me.
I don't know who I am yet.
But I know what I want.
I want to make a difference in the world.
Do something that will change peoples lives.
I want to be real with people.
To speak my mind without having it thrown back in my face or ignored.
I want every word i say to mean something.
Not just useless banter used to make yourself look clever.
I want to be real I want to be real I want to be real.
I don't want to be a plastic doll like the rest of you.
Waiting to be positioned in the shop window.
I know I have to try.
I can't just sit here restlessly.
But I will.
I will sit here with my mouth shut and my hands tied behind my back.
Waiting.

Mark

There's something about Mark
That makes everything right.
There's something about his eyes
That on my heart shed light.
There's something in his smile
That makes the stars align.
There's something in his voice,
And the way his hands hold mine
That makes me giggle and wonder
How I've lived without him all this time.
Some say we're too young to fall in love.
Maybe, but I don't give uh!

What To Say

Black Knight
Oh night cannot make slumber
The chill of that sight
My heart's loud thunder.

Dark weather
Oh whether I cry or bawl
You remain yet never
In my heart does rain fall.